A gentle rain in April
reminds me of past seasons
I grew up with the old poem
April showers bring May flowers
and I have to say
it really is true
Something real to believe in
Important now
that we are in error
I mean the era
of fake news
Fake hair
Fake breasts
Fake lives
but even in shulldurrgery
there must be some
kernel of truth
Some ear of corn
beyond the manipulation
of power money
fake packages of man made honey
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